Count your blessings. It’s a phrase and an idea that’s been around for a long time. It’s associated with Christians or with so called old-fashioned values. I guess that puts rather a stigma on it but in reality it’s one of the best things a person can do.
I recently started reading a book called One Thousand Gifts. I’m not very far through it yet but it’s autobiographical in tone and in it the author has just started a list of one thousand things she’s thankful for. One thousand gifts. Most of them are so simple. But in reading the book I’ve found myself noticing more things as gifts. And by noticing, I’m crediting someone. I’m being thankful for those gifts.
I’ve been having trouble with the internet connection to my laptop but yesterday and today it has worked perfectly. I often take these sorts of things for granted by actually speedy internet connection is a gift.
As is the smell of my new scented candle.
And the look of the room after I’ve just tidied it.
The crumbly, tasty crust of the freshly baked bread I bought today.
The centimetre my amaryllis has grown in the last two days.
The gentle ticking of the clock in the corner.
The stars shining brightly in the dark sky.
The smell and shine of furniture polish.
The worn leather binding on my copy of Jane Eyre.
The ping of my phone as I receive a text.
See, I’ve done it. It’s very easy. It’s just takes a little time to think and a desire to be thankful and you have a whole new way of looking at the world. I like my world this way. I pronounce it to be good. Because this way, the good outweighs the bad and you notice it. If I just stick to noticing the big things then it doesn’t feel so happy. I don’t like the big, scary things of illness and not having a job and not knowing where my life’s going to go and feeling scared. But if there’s a hundred, a thousand, a million little good things in between the big bad ones, I want to start noticing them. Because I like to live in a world that is good. A world that is blessed. A world that is given to me. A world created by a God who loves His children.
So, Ruth, this is what you need to do. Take notice. And give thanks. For every tiny bit.